Lars decides he loves it when Lauren rests his forehead on him like that. It's his first time with a partner close to his height, and it's not that having a short partner wasn't fun or erotic in its own ways, but this was just different and good in other ways. He also finds, interestingly, he misses Lauren's lips as soon as they leave him. But it's worth it, for the words Lars hears. Lars bites his lip, deciding to go ahead and undo his own pants; to pacify himself a little, he briefly rubs his own dick through his boxers.

"Yeah?" Lars licks his lip, then scoffs a little with a cocky, flirty smile. "You musta been. You're bein' super aggressive." Lars gives Lauren another rub through his leggings, stroking his thumb side to side against the swollen head of his dick beneath the fabric. "An' your cock's super hard..."

He adds, for reassurance, understanding by now that Lauren's also kind of an anxious person, "I been thinkin' about it, too. You're exceedin' my expectations, gotta say."